I'm kind of new to the area too, though I've posted in (and crashed) a few of the other forums before.
Seems like I've been counting calories most of my life, but never fully appreciated the frustration and rewards until I decided that I must lose weight (my 30th is coming up, I have a trip to the US to visit family for Christmas 2010, and I want to look good when I test for my black belt in karate in about a year).
Today was a cracker of a day, so I took the dog for a walk... and hour and a half later, we were both back home, tired as, but truly happy we went. I'm supposed to be studying Roman history tonight, so I need to get a move-on!
DH is in Melbourne Australia for the week, so I've been trying to cook for myself. I cook awesome when it's the two of us, but I can't be bothered when it's just me. Last night's "plate o vegetables" was a culinary disater. I used a sweet thai chili stir-through and added another half a chili and some garlic. Could barely eat the stuff!

Tonight, it's another homemade caesar salad (only 2tbsp of dressing with HEAPS of salad, a little chicken and parmasan cheese).
Prinny- it's my TOM too. I've never had PMS while it was actually happening-- only before. But I've got new BC too. I feel like crawling into a cave and crying.
Sassypants: glad to hear that you're kickin' arse and takin' names. Great attitude towards it!
Vegaspunkermom: congrats on getting into an 8.

Must feel pretty bloody amazing... I was by myself and started crying in the dressing room when I got to a 16 last month. I need to take my friends shopping more often, but they hate shopping as much as I do.
Retire: it's
cold down here. I'm in New Zealand, so we're heading into winter. My fingers and toes are numb all the time (bad circulation-- I blame it on my mother!)
Tomorrow's going to be another beautiful day. Perfect for hanging the laundry out to dry.